Good afternoon lovely lady's 😘

GoodMorning everyone 💕 Or afternoon for some💕

I do love my heels, but I think this dress is better suited to be worn with chunky boots. What do you think?

Hey!!!can we both walk down the beach together, holding hands ?? That's how im feeling right now!!

Hi Girls 👋🥰 A very impromptu dress-up sesh this morning. Not many pics but thought I would share the best of em! I'd make a crackin' maid, I reckon xx #crossdresser #maid #crossdressing

Monday..... can't wait for the weekend :)

No Ai or Fake Pictures, What you see is me and mine. Nothing more or less. Why do I love Co ck...... This is a good question and I guess it's personal to me ... Co ck that has the head fully showing to me look amazing, small medium or large just look incredible and if Smooth Shaven and in Stockings or Holdups then I'm Week and I must have them in my mouth. The way the skin behind the head moves with your lips, the feel of the rough edge of the Head. The taste of a clean cock is amazing. The way it shows you it enjoys what you started by getting hard, what a turn on The best thing of all is how after all this fun sucking and playing it rewards you again with the most amazing Pre Cum then followed by a juicy mouth full of Cum for me to Swallow and enjoy... Damn I love them so much .... If you are local to Derby or Nottingham then get in touch, get those Co ck Photos and Send them my way 😉 ------------------------------------------------------------ Further Slutty Reading As someone that on the odd occasion meets other CDs, I think it is important to know how I feel about you if we meet up. Well it's very important to understand before we meet a few things. I'm meeting you for my own pleasure entirely, I'm not interested in you looking like a Female entirely... Let me explain Before we got to the meeting point we would have chatted extensively about it, and swapped Pics as you do. So now we know I'm only interested in your Co ck, but only Smooth Co ck and in Lingerie. Unfortunately I DON'T do beards, not on my Co ck. So now we know, You need to be Smooth, in Lingerie and have a Cock I WILL use. That means I will be Sucking that Co ck Dry and Swallowing the Content, No Ifs, No Buts... Now the next thing is what you may want me to do or of course do to me. The 2 rules I have will have been discussed with you before now anyway so... My Co ck 'WILL' be Emptied and 'WILL' be Swallowed by You, No Ifs, No Buts... I get asked, but I wanted you to Fuck my Ass, that's fine but the rule above still applies so remember that... I get asked, But I wanted to Fuck your Ass, well again that's fine but you WILL Cum in my mouth and Feed me, No Ifs, No Buts. You are a Toy for my pleasure.... That's it You may become a friend and we may meet very regular, but everything above ALWAYS stays the same....Never Ever any Mess or Waste... Now you know.. All my best pictures and Stories in one (FREE) Private Group <a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>

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Evening. Anyone fancy a chat I’m here tonight. If you are struggling coming out to a partner or just want to share journeys or something else just drop me a message. I’m a good listener but also feel I can help. 👍

Ordered them items

Any trans lovers over here 😳🤔

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She chose the necklace last. That was always how it went, hair first, then the glasses, the careful line of lipstick that made her look like she knew what she was doing even when she didn’t. The mirror showed her a woman with copper rose hair and a smile she’d practiced for years, one that said I’m fine, thank you, without inviting questions. The turquoise collar lay on the dresser like a memory she wasn’t ready to wear today. Instead, her fingers closed around the spinel and garnet strand. It was cool in her hand, heavier than it looked. The stones weren’t perfect, no two were the same. Pink spinel caught the light softly, purple deepened toward dusk, and the garnets glowed like embers that refused to go out. Freeform. Unapologetic. Honest. She liked that about them. They didn’t pretend to be anything other than what they were. The magnetic clasp clicked shut at the back of her neck with a small, decisive sound. At 51 centimetres, the necklace didn’t sit high and declarative like the turquoise one. It rested lower, closer to the heart. A quiet line of colour against her skin, silver tones flickering when she moved. It didn’t announce her presence, it stayed with her. She leaned closer to the mirror. The spinel echoed the warmth of her hair. The garnet answered the lipstick. Together they softened her face, drew the eye downward, slowed everything. This wasn’t a necklace for making an entrance. It was for conversations that lasted longer than planned. For afternoons that drifted into evening. For being seen without being displayed. She smiled again this time without rehearsing it. Some jewellery was armour. Some was memory. This one felt like continuity, like all the versions of herself agreeing, briefly, to coexist. The woman who once wore turquoise like a shield. The woman who now preferred stones that looked as if they’d lived a little. She reached for her coat, left the turquoise where it was, and stepped out. The necklace moved with her not loudly, not urgently but faithfully, stone against skin, colour against breath, proof that beauty didn’t have to shout to be real.

Blue nail polish.

Any female partners/wives visiting here, I would love to chat. Maybe we can help each other. Questions and curiosity is a healthy thing.

On your knells to the mistress 👠🥒

I'm recruiting newbie subs that wants to serve me and get trained and completely owned by Me #sissyslut #femboy

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